For ten years I went nonstop.  From the time I left high school to the time I left FL.

I think having 3-4 full time things on my plate was a customary thing.  

School/work/life/relationship/career/business/leadership programs - any combination really.

And then all of a sudden, I had a break from it all.  Unexpectedly.  Abruptly actually, Without my consent.  But in a way gracefully.

It’s been almost two years and I’ve been in this transition/rest period.  And I’m still figuring out things.  But now it’s not so much a blur.  And I’m not overweighted by the demands of my overcommitted life.  

I’m enjoying the small things:  family, tv, resting, car drives, happy puppies, freshly baked cupcakes, good music.

These are the things life are made up of.